In an instant I was craning over the side of the basket. Five hundred feet, 700 feet, 1000 feet, 2000 feet below us, the cruiser that had been our only link with the world of man was diminishing so swiftly that, as far as I remember, she had shrunk to the smallness of a tug and then vanished into the haze before I even answered him.
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Published May 17, 2012
by New York, George H. Doran Company.
Literature & Fiction, Education & Reference, Law & Philosophy.